Yup, that’s right… I’m 25 weeks pregnant. It feels like yesterday I was peeing on a stick. In two weeks, I’ll be entering the third trimester. Holy hell, I’m having a baby.
So far, I’m measuring and gaining right on schedule. Of course, I now have to take blood pressure medication. My blood pressure has always been freaky low. That is, until the arrival of the fetus. It’s been all over the place – high, low, normal, and then freaky high. There’s no protein in my urine (whoa, isn’t that a lovely thought), which means I’m not at risk for preeclampsia. I got to see the doctor I really like, and found out the doctor I didn’t like will be on maternity leave around my due date. Win/win.
I’m staying away from Dr. Google on this one… My doctor told me not to worry, and I’m taking her advice. So I have gestational hypertension? So what? I take another pill and call it a day. Apparently I’ll feel tired, but what else is new?
There’s not much on the agenda this week. I’m continuing on my crazy endeavor to clean out every closet in the house. We’ll see how that goes, and when the energy peters out. This week I’ve been a HUGE fan of the lunchtime nap. Thank goodness I work at home… it could be really awkward.